Little Fishes

Today I am a school of little darting fishes
I go this way, then that way for no reason
just enjoying the feeling of movement
the cool transparency of watery bliss
to be alive, to swim in syncopation

A light above is shining over the surface
I love the way it shimmers, filters down
illuminates the mystery, this life
what astonishment!

The terrible burdens —
belief, memory, identity —
shake them off, wash clean
wash clear, be free

Empty of any willfulness, the energy
which moves me moves the wind,
the wave, everything

I am all desire, surging vital current
restless surface, silent depth
unfathomable depth, unfathomable
power, power without point or purpose,
only this, only this — to be

About Bob OHearn

My name is Bob O'Hearn, and I live with my Beloved Mate, Mazie, in the foothills of the Northern California Sierra Nevada Mountains. I have a number of blog sites you may enjoy: Photo Gallery: Essays on the Conscious Process: Compiled Poetry and Prosetry: Verses and ramblings on life as it is: Verses and Variations on the Investigation of Mind Nature: Verses on the Play of Consciousness: Poetic Fiction, Fable, Fantabulation: Poems of the Mountain Hermit: Love Poems from The Book of Yes: Autobiographical Fragments, Memories, Stories, and Tall Tales: Ancient and modern spiritual texts, creatively refreshed: Writings from selected Western Mystics, Classic and Modern: Wisdom of a Spirit Guide: Thank You!
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